Wu-Tang Clan - Soul Power (black Jungle)

Flav Two thousand and two!
Chef Lookin like a tennis player
Flav Representin the Wu!
Chef You gangsta nigg*?
Flav Two thousand and two!
Chef You? You isn't!
Flav Representin the motherfkin Wu!
Chef Stand for it right now

Flavor Flav
Two thousand and two! .. You know how we do!
For you and your crew! Representin the motherfkin Wu!

Raekwon the Chef
Aiyyo catch me coolin in Aruba, one sneaker on
Lookin raw beautiful, a blue Ruger, who you lookin at?
600 whale, steel color, Brazil love us
Y'all is fake - all y'all do is steal from us
Remember this line, I'm that nigg* word to my mother
Slap one of y'all fake as*
Reefer from Egypt daddy we rock magnums
All big heavy on the wrist play diss
Ghost story blow 'em, RZA throw the fork through 'em
Me, Wonder Woman cousin, jewelried out, talk to him
Hammers that bust endlessness, cover terrorism what?
Slide in the 7, measure the whips

Chorus: Wu-Tang Clan + (Flavor Flav)
It's soul power! (Two thousand and two!)
Soul power! (You know how we do!)
Soul power! (For you and your crew!)
Soul power! (Representin Wu!)
Soul power! (You know how we do!)
Soul power! (Two thousand and two!)
Soul power! (For you and your crew!)
Soul power! (Representin Wu!)

Masta Killa
I'm a dollar and a dream from seein a brick
In grimy hallways, slingin nicks and treys
When it's on then it's on and poppin, shots lickin
I'm spittin this s**t for the hood, glock clickin
Tension in the street, we stressed, still wanna eat
I walk through the valley of death, the hotstepper
Holdin red pepper, everybody on reach
I need a beat to expand, the mind guide the hand
Pen stroke, excellent quotes of literature
Nights over Egypt, black as Arabia
Gundeliro(?) Self I savior, I need the (uh)

Chorus: Wu-Tang Clan + (Flavor Flav)
Soul power! (You know how we do!)
Soul power! (For you and your crew!)
Soul power! (Representin Wu!)
Soul power! (You know how we do!)
Soul power! (Two thousand and two!)
Soul power! (For you and your crew!)
Soul power! (Representin Wu!)

Ghostface Killah
Aiyyo, aiyyo
Aiyyo I got the whip smellin like lemon
Roger Clemens jerseys the man blew seven cold coolies in the Worthy and
I crush those rappers, keep the toast near the rad-iator
We like our guns warm, it's easier to make the papers
Stayed off, the cape came off, Ghost G'd off
The track's like doin six months and I'ma beat off
At the airport attention always flow in my direction like
You let the best then sparkle his perfection and
girls be askin them, Ghost you got so much s**t
You need to cash in, bracelets matchin 'em

U-God
Yo, yo
Line Cadillacs to blocks, Richard Pryor, Redd Foxx
Jukebox records, flatfooted cops
Get automatic systematic jumpin in your socks
Mama's apple pie in the park hopscotch
Reunited on the radio, Wu-Tang superb
In the sprinklers girls double-dutchin on the curb
Sinatra, the pop the Jackson 5 recordings
Uptown Saturday, "Cotton Came to Harlem"
Ringmaster circus was, Bailey and Barnum
Crack a Coca-Cola, summer heat was my boredom
Dr. J before Jordan, Al Green on the organ
When Rerun did the dance, the whole world saw him
The blackout fears, Foxxy Brown, Pam Grier
Ford motor gear, your life and times queer
"Smokey the Bear", Burt Reynolds gray hair
Throw 'em some gems, throw up your fists and say yeah, it's

Chorus: Wu-Tang Clan + (Flavor Flav)
Soul power! (Two thousand and two!)
Soul power! (You know how we do!)
Soul power! (For you and your crew!)
Soul power! (Representin Wu!)
Soul power! (You know how we do!)
Soul power! (Two thousand and two!)
Soul power! (For you and your crew!)
Soul power! (Representin Wu!)

Flavor Flav
I'm the nigg* that got you talkin bout "Fight the Power"..

Meth Aiyyo Flav
Flav Whassup Meth?
Meth What you know about from Long Island right?
Flav Huh?
Meth True Long Island right?
Flav All my life!
Meth All your life right?
Flav All my life!
Meth Westbury
Flav Word up, Freeport, Long Island, Roosevelt, Long Island
Flav And and an-an-and went through Westbury too
Flav You from Westbury?
Meth Nah I got family in Westbury, New Castle Park and them
Flav Oh stop jokin, I ain't know that
Flav You from Hempstead? Yo man, my family from Hempstead!
Flav The Heights man
Meth Yeah, (?)
Flav Word up, come on man
Meth (?)
Flav Oh, what?
Meth (?), Hundred Terrace Avenue
Flav Stop jokin, the El Dorados, nigg* what?
Flav I got family up in El Dorados right now nigg* word!
Flav That's where I'm from, that's my block!
Flav That's MY BLOCK RIGHT THERE! Aiyyo!
laughing
Flav That's right y'all, that's right, it's all good
Flav Me and Method Man from the motherfkin hood!
Flav So get it from the Bricks to the fkin wood!
Meth YEAH !
Flav KnowhatImean? Word up to the bird up
Flav They caught the bird, made him soup, now I sip from out my cup
Flav nigg*!
all laughing
Flav Oh yo man you just hit me in the head with a brick for real
Flav You got me bleedin from the side of the head Meth
Meth (mumbling) .. you're a beautiful fkin person
Flav Yo Meth.. yo Meth..

Flavor Flav
Yo check one two
Without me havin my finger in the plug
I'm gettin shocked anyway, hahaha!

"Since you're all so skilled,
let's fight your way - Shaolin style. Come on!"

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